Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 20 The White Fox Offers the Sword
Heavy rain, thunder.

The mountain road became extremely slippery. On the rocky mountain, a group of people came to the Wutong Temple on the mountain to avoid the rain.

Most of these people are family guards, armed with swords, protecting a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a book long gown made of silk, with a handsome face and looked very young. He supported a girl in a white dress, and the two kept looking at each other.

"Cousin, it's warm here, come in!"

The girl was beautiful, she walked into the Wutong Temple, she was a little scared and disgusted, but seeing the heavy rain outside, she sat down with her cousin.

As for the family guards, they could only wear bamboo hats and stand in the rainstorm to guard them. No one could enter the temple, because the girl's dress was wet and her curves were faintly visible.

"Cousin, it's too gloomy here, I'm a little scared..."

The girl hugged her knees and said pitifully.

The scholar took the opportunity to hold her in his arms, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stopped complaining so much about the sudden heavy rain.

He was originally a scholar who came to Beijing to rush for an exam. He passed through Xinyang County, watching the stars at night, and suddenly became interested in climbing mountains and watching the moon, but he didn't expect that there would be a sudden rainstorm on a sunny day.

As for why you have to bring a cute cousin with you when you go to Beijing for the exam, it is naturally because the journey is lonely, and everyone understands it.

Under the statue, in the ancient temple.

The scholar's hands began to slowly become dishonest...

Just when the two were glued together, the guards outside the temple suddenly became commotion, the scholar frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

He got up, threw the incense burner in front of the statue aside, and then put the table down to block the cousin's burst of spring.

Only then did the leader of the guards dare to come in, knelt down and said, "Master, it's a wounded white fox."

The scholar was a little angry, how dare such a trivial matter disturb his interest?

He was about to reprimand him when he heard his cousin excitedly say, "White Fox? Let me see!"

The scholar waved his hand, and the leader of the guards hurried out, and came in after a while holding a white fox.

The moment she saw the white fox, the girl's eyes lit up, and even the scholar couldn't help but look sideways.

What a beautiful white fox!

Slender and well-proportioned, with white hair like snow, stained with water droplets, shivering, and big blue eyes full of pleading.

The most striking thing is that there is a dagger stuck in its hind leg, and the blood is dripping continuously.

The girl's heart was broken when she saw it, and she didn't think it was dirty, so she quickly hugged the white fox in her arms and stroked its soft fur.

It's just that she didn't see that when the white fox saw the overturned censer on the ground, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

The scholar was very interested in the ancient sword on its leg. As he came from a famous family, he could tell at a glance that this sword was extraordinary, and it was probably a very old thing.

"Quickly, pull out the sword for it, by the way, be careful not to hurt it."

Under the order of the scholar, the leader of the guards carefully pulled out the ancient sword, and put a layer of golden sore medicine on the white fox.

It's just that everyone didn't notice that at the moment the sword was pulled out, the white fox showed a hint of excitement in his eyes, and slightly stuck out the tip of his forked tongue.

The scholar wiped the sword clean, lit the candle, and looked at the fine fish scale-like texture on it, his eyes became more and more excited.

"Haha, this young master is really blessed by the heavens. This sword is very likely to be the Yuchang Ancient Sword among the Ten Famous Swords of the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"I heard that Your Majesty likes swords and good horses the most. When I arrive in Chang'an, I will dedicate this sword to Your Majesty. It can be regarded as an auspicious gift from the white fox!"

However, just when he was excited, a voice sounded coldly.

"Your Excellency took my sword and dedicated it to the Emperor Zhenguan. Isn't it too shameless?"

The scholar was startled, and snapped, "Who is it?"

The next moment, a figure in a green robe appeared in the rain, with long hair loose and the Taoist robe soaked through. He looked a bit embarrassed, but his eyes were very bright.

The guards immediately stood in front of the Taoist priest, preventing him from approaching.

Li Daoxuan looked at the guards in front of him, and then at the fish intestine sword in the scholar's hand, and said indifferently: "I, Li Daoxuan, the people outside, this sword was used by me to subdue demons, please return it to its original owner, Your Excellency."

The scholar sneered, stood in the temple and stared at Li Daoxuan who was drenched in water, and said with disdain: "Absurd, if you say it's yours, it's yours? What evidence is there?"

Li Daoxuan just wanted to speak.

The scholar asked loudly again: "Little Taoist, let me ask you, you said that this sword was used by you to subdue a demon, so what kind of demon did you subdue?"

"Snake demon."

As soon as the words fell, all the guards roared with laughter, and the scholar's eyes showed a hint of contempt.

Li Daoxuan frowned, not knowing why they did this.

At this time, the girl hugged the white fox, pointed at Li Daoxuan and said angrily: "You little Taoist priest is really good at talking big, and you are a snake demon. This is clearly a cute little white fox!"

Li Daoxuan's eyes were fixed, and he looked at the white fox across the air.

With just one glance, Li Daoxuan was sure that it was not the white fox, but the snake demon, because there was a trace of joking and hatred in its eyes.

This snake demon not only has dragon horns on its head, but also the art of transformation!

At this moment, Li Daoxuan suddenly felt that the origin of this snake demon might not be simple, and then recalled that when he wanted to kill it before, it suddenly rained heavily on a fine sunny day, as if even God was helping him out of trouble.

And it fled to Wutong Temple, just met a group of people, so it can turn into a white fox, pretending to be pitiful and seeking asylum.

This snake demon... I'm afraid it has some luck on it.

The scholar shouted to Li Daoxuan: "Little Taoist, there are female relatives in this temple, it is inconvenient for others to come in, you should leave quickly, otherwise..."

When he stretched out his hand and lifted it, all the guards immediately drew out their swords from their waists. For a while, the cold light flickered and clanged continuously.

Li Daoxuan looked at the sword in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The heavy rain washed away Li Daoxuan's wooden hairpin, wet his long hair, and dripped down his chin to the ground.

After a long time, a thunderbolt flashed, illuminating his cold eyes like swords.

That gaze gave the scholar a chill.

"That's not a white fox, but a snake demon. Since you don't listen to the advice, then the poor will leave."

After finishing speaking, Li Daoxuan turned around and slowly left everyone's sight.

Only then did the guards put away their swords.

"Besides, you bastard!"

"Originally, this bad weather made me angry, and I was trying to find someone to vent my anger, but he ran away?"

"Hehe, he's just a charlatan, and a snake demon? It's ridiculous!"

The guards dismissed the young Taoist just now and talked a lot.

The girl hugged the white fox and said angrily: "Maybe that little Taoist priest hurt Xue Hua and wanted to exchange its hair for money. It's really heartless and shameless!"

"snowflake?"

The girl hugged the white fox and said to the scholar, "That's right, this is the name I just named it, does it sound nice?"

"Yes, it has hair like snow, and the name is very vivid."

The white fox narrowed his eyes,

The scholar also smiled, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that the white fox looked at his cousin with a bit of a lewd look...

(End of this chapter)